Chapter One

When Ellie gained control and had Ida on her back, hands pinned above her head, she let out a playful growl of frustration. As Ellie’s lips neared her own she attempted to bite into Ellie’s lip again but Ellie was quick, making the kiss brief and teasing, and then came those words…

“As…your…maker…I…command…you…to…”

Ida lay still, her heart racing. She could feel her lover’s breath against her flesh between each word the feather like graze of lips upon flesh. She still couldn’t believe she was here, that they were together after all these years. This couldn’t be real. She had to be in some sort of dream, one that felt so very real, one that caused her flesh to rise in small goosebumps and her body to tremble with anticipation.  If this truly was a dream, then she wanted to never awake.

“You wouldn’t dare…” She whispered nearly breathless.

“….lie still…” came the last words from Ellie’s lips, a command that she knew Ida would not be able to fight against.

Idallia froze, she could not lift her arms, turn her head, or fight back even if she had wanted to. She was helpless against her Sire’s command. She lay there, wide eyed, blinking only because it was a natural reflex that she had no control over and watched as her lover stood up and stared down at her powerless form.  

She watched as Ellie took that sheet and began to rip it to pieces, and then carefully taking her arms and tying them to the bed post. Ida’s eyes followed Ellie’s every move. She could feel her chest rising and falling with each deepened breath of apprehension.  She could hear the sound of her own heart racing rapidly as the adrenalin continued to build within her.  And then she was spread eagle, her arms and legs tied leaving her venerable and defenseless to anything Ellie wanted to do. Though, she knew as soon as Ellie released her from this hold, she could easily break free of the binds, but it was a game she was willing to play.

Her eyes followed Ellie’s hands to the front of her pants as she began to unfasten them and then drop them to the floor, leaving the dark haired pale beauty in her natural splendor. Ida’s eyes trailed over the milky flesh, down her body imagining it was her fingers and her tonguge touching the silkiness of her skin. She could feel her mouth salivating at the thought forcing her to swallow.

And then there was the touch, Ellie’s fingers began at her feet, tickling her with the sensitive area, and yet still she could not move to resist it. She gasped holding her breath for a moment as Ellie’s fingers continued to graze upward along her leg, toward her inner thighs and then brush lightly along the slit of her pussy. She released her breath with a soft moan, her body fighting against the hold wanting so badly to squirm.

As Ellie’s touch moved upward, she could imagine her back arching, the reaction her body wanted but was refused as she remained motionless. She felt the weight of Ellie as Ellie straddled over her body and looked down at her with that devilish grin knowing full well what she was doing to Ida.  Ida lifted her eyes to meet with Ellie’s as she lowered herself and their lips were mere inches apart. Ida could feel Ellie’s breath like a soft warm breeze hovering over her. She closed her eyes and then felt the touch of her lips briefly before Ellie’s teeth took hold piercing her lip as she had already done to her lover earlier. She could taste the blood as it left her lip to feed her lover.

“There….now you can move so long as you don’t leave me again….” Ellie’s words released her from the torment of paralysis.

Instantly, her back arched just as she had imagined it already was. She squirmed beneath her lover, her head lifting to meet Ellie’s lips once again taking her into a full kiss where the only thing she had free was her tongue to dart against Ellie’s in a duel of passion. Her arms tugged against the restraints, but without using her vampire strength which could easily snap them.

She pulled back briefly from that kiss, her eyes opening to look up into her lovers gaze. “I never wanted to leave you to begin with. It was not my choice.” She whispered and then captured Ellie’s lips once more unable to get enough of her taste and the feel of her lips against her own, the feel of Ellie’s body against her own, the feel of her touch. Her body felt alive. She was aware of every human function like the beating of both of their hearts, the heavy breaths, the heat that ran through their veins warming the otherwise cold flesh.